Liondrake Female 2 - large sized 32mm scale miniature

Deep within the untamed wilderness, where the trees whispered ancient secrets and the air crackled with magic, a pride of fearsome Dragon Lions prowled with deadly intent. These majestic beasts, with bodies resembling lions but adorned with shimmering scales and wings of dragons, ruled the skies and the land alike.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the rugged terrain, a party of adventurers made their way through the dense forest. Unbeknownst to them, they had stumbled into the territory of the Dragon Lions, who watched from the shadows with hungry eyes.

The adventurers, weary from their journey, set up camp for the night, unaware of the danger that lurked just beyond the trees. Their horses grazed peacefully nearby, the soft sounds of their munching filling the air. But in the darkness, the Dragon Lions stirred, their keen senses honed in on the scent of their prey.

With a silent signal, the pack of Dragon Lions launched their ambush, swooping down from the sky with breathtaking speed. Their wings beat against the night air, sending shadows dancing across the forest floor as they descended upon the unsuspecting horses.

The adventurers, startled by the sudden onslaught, scrambled for their weapons, but it was too late. With a thunderous roar that echoed through the trees, the lead Dragon Lion unleashed its fearsome cry, a sound so potent it froze the adventurers in their tracks, rendering them helpless against the onslaught.

As the Dragon Lions closed in on their quarry, their wings outstretched and claws bared, the adventurers could only watch in terror as their horses fell beneath the onslaught. With savage efficiency, the pack tore into their prey, their primal instincts driving them to feast upon the flesh of their fallen foes.

And when the last of the horses lay still upon the forest floor, the Dragon Lions took to the skies once more, their bellies full and their thirst for blood sated. In the darkness, the adventurers nursed their wounds and counted themselves lucky to have survived the harrowing encounter with the fearsome beasts of the wild.